[Honghuang] The days before sanctification

The person he wanted to see has already been seen, and the things he wanted to know... but a lot of things he knew were tricked out.

The suzerain was not in a good mood, but when she remembered the crescent-white ruler in her sleeve, she said it was the Mang ruler.

A ruler without scale.Caressing the fingertips, the cold flowed from the fingertips into the whole body as if being immersed in ice, but there was something condensed between the brows. At that moment, he seemed to see something and understand something, but everything was vague and like a hallucination.

"So close to my heart." Standing silently for a long time, Jin Guang silently recited Qing Yun's last words to him.He still remembers the chaos in front of his eyes when he heard these four words, but he only remembers a pair of eyes that are as bright as the eternal starlight in the sky, shining far away.

Standing at the gate of Chiju Pavilion, Jin Guang looked back at the second floor of Chiju Pavilion, in the cubicle by the window, he could still see that talented green girl sitting indifferently.

That person is no ordinary person.

"Sect Master." As soon as Jin Guang appeared at the gate of Chi Ju Pavilion, the fourth general Xuan Xin immediately appeared around him, with vigilant eyes.

"Let's go." Withdrew his gaze and looked indifferent, Jin Guang was still the authentic master of Xuanxin who planned strategies.

The five of them merged into the vast crowd, but God's will always played tricks on people like that, and what met them was Liu Yun who brought back a bunch of things.

"Uncle, you're going home." Seeing Jin Guang Liuyun grinning, with cute eyes, and seeing Jin Guang's empty hands, he took out a wooden carved bird, "Give it to Uncle."

The four generals of Xuanxin entered together with Jin Guang and Zhuge Qingtian, but they had different positions when they entered.And as disciples of the same period as Zhuge Qingtian, they saw Liu Yun who was six points similar to Zhuge Qingtian at a glance!The four immediately held the hilts of their swords but lowered their heads under the light glance of the golden light, and finally held back their words.

"It's time for Liuyun to go home." Looking at Liuyun, Jin Guang's eyes were complicated, and finally he patted Liuyun's head, holding the wood carving Liuyun gave him with his other hand, the corner of his mouth had a small arc that was not obvious but For the Xuanxinmen, it is already a horror-like rarity!

"Well, goodbye uncle." Liu Yun didn't realize the danger just now, he waved his hand at Jin Guang, and trotted all the way back to Chi Ju Pavilion.

Looking at the empty cubicle, Liu Yun smiled mischievously, as if he had caught Qing Yun's trick, he moved close to Qing Yun and winked, "Teacher, didn't you say you can't use magic power?"

Qing Yun glared at Liu Yun, seeing this little apprentice who was trying to force things into the house was even more unpleasant, holding Liu Yun's ear, his tone was gentle, "I told Xiao Er to move home."

"It hurts, sister, it hurts so much." Throwing something in his hand, Liu Yun covered his ears and yelled loudly, "Children are being abused! Children are being abused!!!"

The little guy shouted loudly, but all the people who saw the scene of the little guy moving things looked at each other helplessly and smiled, only saying that the relationship between the two brothers and sisters is really good.

Qing Yun really wanted to send this kid to live under Wuzhi Mountain for 100 years, who did this weird elf learn from!

Covering his ears and rubbing, his black and white eyes full of tears looked pitiful, Liu Yun muttered, "It's really bad."

Hearing this, Qing Yun squinted his eyes at Liu Yun, Liu Yun quickly changed his words, jumped to the window lattice and pointed at the crowded crowd, "Teacher, I saw the gentleman who painted without eyes!"

Qing Yun was originally trying to tease Liu Yun, so he pretended to reluctantly cooperate with Liu Yun to divert the topic, although his expression was still not good, he said coldly, "Where is it?"

"I'll take the teacher." Picking up the things on the ground, Liu Yun pulled Qing Yun away from Chi Ju Pavilion, and rushed into the vast crowd.

The nearest place to the imperial city is a table about ten feet high. It is full of charm without lights and festoons. From the center of the surrounding thoughts, it increases as if the sky slowly gathers into a dark and gloomy oppression. There is a tree specially painted with bright colors. It can be seen that it stands proudly and is not afraid of natural dangers. The lush branches and leaves are pale green and full of vitality.

Not far from the table was a man in a black robe, a table, the four treasures of the study on the table, and brightly colored paints, blue and red, which are extremely rare colors; behind him was a row of shelves, on which hung many The picture scroll, but there is no ink on the picture scroll.

"Sister, look."

The fleshy paw pointed, and three circles away from there, with the height of the Qingyun human race, he could barely see the easel behind the man. The white picture scroll on the pitch-black easel stood out particularly conspicuously!

However, Qingyun's eyes were not limited to the black and white easel and picture scroll, but the pure aura fluctuations!

"Let's go and have a look." A humanoid creature, a mortal who needs talismans to attract spirits, appeared in Beiju Luzhou, which absorbed the surroundings and transformed them into pure spiritual energy.

It seems that Beiju Luzhou is not as miserable as he appears on the surface!Maybe it has something to do with Xuangui's resentment, or maybe it's the seventh generation's resentment couple?Seventh couple?It seems very interesting!

But... Looking at Liu Yun, Qing Yun sighed, that's all, she won't join in.

Before he got close, he saw a group of handsomely dressed young men and boys approaching in groups, each of them was proud and arrogant, and the servants who followed them were also extremely arrogant, pushing away several surrounding people with one step, And ignore those whom they have thrown to the ground, and make a way for their masters to pass.

Seeing this, Liu Yun quickly went up to help the elderly and children who fell on the ground, and stared at the servant fiercely with his eyes.

"Where did you come from, a brat who doesn't care about life and death?" The fair boy looked at Liu Yun arrogantly, but the purpose of his trip was that the painter Liu Yun told him to clean up after the matter was completed.

"I want your painting!" He approached without looking at the artist, and threw a piece of gold on the table.

The painter who was painting at his desk ignored the young man, and dipped a slender brush in rich black ink to outline the shape smoothly.

Seeing the artist ignoring him, the young man held back his anger and shouted loudly, "Did you hear me talking to you?"

With only a few strokes, the vivid form was outlined. The painter put down the brush, looked straight at the boy, and said in a loud but powerful voice, "My paintings are only given to those who are destined."

A head of black hair standing upright was fixed with this wooden hairpin. He was dressed in black ink without any decoration, and the cuffs were tied tightly with a dark green belt. His appearance was not outstanding but he looked very comfortable. Seeing is like a hallucination.

"In this world, there is no one more destined than my family!" The young man looked at the painter proudly, then pointed to the magnificent imperial city behind the stage, and said, "There, do you dare to say no?"

All of a sudden, everyone guessed who this person was.Who else dares to run rampant in the capital like this, except the Tenth Prince who is the most beloved by the Holy Majesty today?Look at the young masters behind him, aren't they all the boys from his natal family!

"If you don't have a fate, you don't have a fate, and you can't force it." Slightly lowering his eyes, the artist took up his pen and wanted to continue painting.

The Tenth Prince was really furious!In Yiguo, even the prime minister would give in to him, and the lowly bastard who only painted pictures would talk to him like this!He kicked the painting table, and saw the Four Treasures of the Study on the table rolled down to the ground, black, blue, red and brilliant colors spread out on the ground, one by one brushes rolled across the scroll inadvertently, a good painting is like this It was ruined, and there was still clear water on the table. When the table fell to the ground, it fell to the ground together, and the messy colors flowed away along the slightly sloping ground.

How many people lament but are helpless, power is stronger than people!

The tenth prince grabbed the painter by the collar and looked at the painter viciously, "I will send you back to the West when I get tired of work! Let me see who here will sue me in the third division!"

Qing Yun pulled Liu Yun who was about to go up to help, they were "incompetent and weak" in the human race, so they couldn't just go to help in such a foolish way!What's more, this painter is not an ordinary person, how can this mere mortal prince get him without dragon spirit?

Didn't feel at all how outrageous it is for him to stand around and fail to save others. Dijun smiled lightly to appease Liuyun, glanced casually, and saw a boy holding a young girl, looking clean but with a faint evil spirit emerging from him, The fate of the white tiger is a pity.

"Today is the Fengyang Festival, and the censors will not be lenient."

"Shangguan Yuanfan!" Seeing Shangguan Yuanfan, the Tenth Prince was covered with thorns as if he had encountered a natural enemy. He let go of the painter and looked at him coldly. He clenched his hands as if he was going to strike anytime, anywhere!

"Fengyang Festival Imperial City Daqing, if you are not in the palace, Concubine Shu is afraid that the whole palace will look for you." Shangguan Yuanfan's words were caring, but the tenth prince didn't appreciate it!He even heard the meaning of Shangguan Yuanfan's words, if the father knew that he was making a fuss on Fengyang Festival, he would beat him to death with his own hands without waiting for Yushi to win his son!

For Yiguo, the phoenix has more status than the dragon, and they claim to be of the Phoenix bloodline.

"Let's go." Glancing at Shangguan Yuanfan bitterly, the Tenth Prince thought to himself that it's better not to have something fall into his hands, otherwise he would want Shangguan Yuanfan to survive or die!

"I made you suffer." The Tenth Prince and his party left, Shangguan Yuanfan put down the girl in his arms and apologized.

The painter looked at Shangguan Yuanfan, smiled and shook his head. He bent over and picked up the unrecognizable scroll on the ground, and blew, "You are my destined person today."

The girl had long seen the picture scroll that was mixed with various colors, and she immediately pursed her mouth in dissatisfaction and wanted to talk, but when she saw that her brother respected the painter, she just pouted and stomped her feet without saying a word.

Looking at the scroll in front of him, Shangguan Yuanfan was a little surprised, then he thankfully took the scroll that the artist had already rolled, and said, "Thank you."

"A bay with clear water and a canopy boat, a layer of white mist layer after layer. A small house sits under a mountain, and a pole is used to wake up the immortals." Just listen to the clear and melodious sounds on the street. When they come back to their senses, where is there a painter?Even the dirty and messy traces on the ground disappeared!

A group of people were astonished, and after the astonishment, there was a commotion, "Immortal, oh immortal!" This sentence spread in the capital instantly!

Shangguan Yuanfan stared blankly at the picture scroll in his hand. The girl next to him was holding his grapefruit, her eyes were bright, "Brother, open it and have a look!"

"Okay." Shangguan Yuanfan, who had always doted on his younger sister, immediately opened the scroll.

When the picture scroll was opened, there seemed to be a thousand zhangs of light. How could this be a mixture of various colors? It was clearly a high mountain dotted with bright flowers and plants, and a white tiger was sleeping on a big rock!

"So beautiful!" The girl was amazed and embarrassed, then she tilted her head and asked, "Brother, is that person a fairy?"

"It should be." Shangguan Yuanfan looked at the picture scroll in astonishment, he was a little uncertain about his answer, but if it's not a fairy, who can disappear all at once?

***

In Shumozhai, a middle-aged man with a beard, a hat and wide sleeves said very respectfully, "You are back."

The ink-clothed artist looked at the man's respectful posture and felt a headache, "Leiwu, don't do this."

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to change form." Lei Wu said respectfully, "Have you found it yet?"

Lei Wu is rigorous by nature, and no one can persuade him to do what he is sure of. The painter could only continue to have a headache silently when he looked at Lei Wu. He rubbed his temples and sighed, "No, it seems that I will stay here for a while. a year."

The author has something to say: Guess who is the unknown artist who appeared in these two chapters?It is a character in a story we are familiar with~